little ponderings with the Big Guy

Judging Not

I like that You make everything relative, and that You teach us all the important lessons we need to learn, each in his own time, each in his own way, and each according to proper measure. Apparently it’s only us who apply the yardstick to each other, assuming we know another’s needs, experience and path. Wow. So we can’t really judge. Only love and support one another. How perfect!

What better reason to pull up a beach chair, and simply listen. May those inclined to judge, whether aware of their judgment or not, do the same.

Let the choices I make in the serenity of today be met with love and support in the chaos of tomorrow, and let me greet judgments likewise.

Let the bomb I must drop tomorrow, land as a feather. And I’d appreciate You putting the words in my mouth, since they will fall on the ears of those ill-suited to change. Oh, and thanks for the intro – that helped a lot!

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